The Daughter of a Conglomerate Family Has Debuted - Chapter 3

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The Chaebol’s Daughter Debuted

Episode 3

Crack- Snap-

I could feel the broken and fractured bones finding their place and mending, and though they weren’t visible under the bandages wrapped around me, I could sense the wounds carved from head to toe healing.

“Whoa…”

My body was rapidly becoming lighter.

No, such magical things are possible… there’s no reason they wouldn’t be. I’m experiencing it right now.

‘Amazing…’

How is this possible?

“What do you mean ‘Whoa…’? You’re not listening to me again, are you? Anyway, stop talking nonsense and just focus on getting treated properly. Got it? Hey!”

With Ryu Jae-geum shouting behind me, as I marveled at my increasingly healthy body condition, another notification sound rang out and a new window appeared.

Status Window? This is supposed to be my Status Window?

I had unconsciously been feeling that the blue windows that had appeared so far had a system similar to games I’d occasionally played.

No, that aside, why is the content…?

‘This is obviously stats for a singer, isn’t it?’

Vocal, Dance, and even Appearance.

These aren’t the typical strength, intelligence, or magic stats you’d see in games, but literally stats that would be useless if you weren’t going to be a singer.

And what’s with Dopamine Addiction?

“…”

What am I supposed to do with this?

Don’t tell me I’m supposed to become an idol again in the body of a chaebol family’s youngest granddaughter?

No way. How could that be possible…?

Ding!

At that moment, all the windows displayed before my eyes disappeared and new text appeared.

“…”

Wow, it’s real.

They really want me to become a singer.

In the body of a troublemaker from South Korea’s top Chaebol Family, no less.

‘No way…’

“Haha…”

I stared blankly at the Mission Window and let out another hollow laugh.

If this isn’t a dream but reality.

‘We wanted to hold concerts too…’

‘I promised the fans we’d definitely make a comeback…’

‘If there’s a next life, I hope to be born as a rich and powerful chaebol…’

I had many thoughts before losing consciousness. They were just feelings of regret and resentment about why I could only achieve so little.

Who would have thought an opportunity would be given in this way?

“Hey, can’t you hear me? Are you going to completely ignore me now? Yeah, that’s just like you. Even when I came despite being busy as hell, you don’t even say thanks.”

I sharply turned my head away from the nagging Ryu Jae-geum.

I want to give him some kind of response, but sorry, I feel like I might cry so I can’t.

Eventually, Ryu Jae-geum sighed and stood up from his seat.

“Geez. I’m trying to squeeze blood from a flea. How dare I expect gratitude from Princess Ji-ye?”

Ryu Jae-geum clicked his tongue and headed toward the sofa.

How could something like this be possible?

Could the lingering attachment I held until the moment of death have created such a miracle?

I tried to suppress my churning emotions and looked at the Mission Window again.

‘If this is reality, now’s not the time for this.’

I can’t waste this miraculous opportunity.

I subtly shifted my gaze to look at Ryu Jae-geum, who was checking his Mobile Phone.

‘…The second mission isn’t that difficult either.’

I know from experience that there’s no more effective method than this for convincing and gaining recognition from family.

Let’s give it a try.

***

On the third day, I was able to get an early discharge after throwing a tantrum.

“Are you crazy? No way. You can’t leave until you’re completely healed. Keep being stubborn if you want to get kicked out of the house.”

“I’m all better now.”

“You’re just being stubborn again because you want to leave.”

Ryu Jae-geum naturally scoffed at what sounded like nonsense, but he soon had no choice but to process my discharge with a bewildered expression.

Thanks to the invincible buff called ‘Saint’s Healing’, my body had truly healed completely.

‘Actually, I wanted to rest a bit more.’

I did feel regretful about leaving this hotel-like Hospital Room.

Even before becoming Ryu Ji-ye, I had always thought I wanted to rest comfortably at least once.

If you stay quiet, they bring you food, and while medical staff occasionally come in to check on my condition, as long as you don’t cause trouble, no one bothers you.

Moreover, Ryu Ji-ye’s Mother, who always visited the Hospital Room, was gentle and someone who cherished her dearly.

Honestly, I had never felt as comfortable in body and mind as during those three days staying here.

‘But time is tight, so there’s no choice…’

I pouted my lips for no reason and glanced at the Mission Window before my eyes.

During the three days I stayed here, I had completely realized that this situation wasn’t a dream.

There was no time to be leisurely. Even if it was regrettable, I had to discharge and solve the mission first.

Making someone acknowledge my dream and support me takes more time than you’d think.

“Hey. You’re really something, even though you’re my sister, you’re strange in many ways. How is this possible? Did you bribe the doctor behind my back? How does complete recovery in such a short time make sense?”

I stared blankly at Ryu Jae-geum, who was speaking as if amazed, then opened my mouth.

“So what.”

Ryu Ji-ye would definitely have said this.

“Look at that attitude.”

As expected, Ryu Jae-geum responded as if accustomed to it, then left the Hospital Room first with a fed-up expression, carrying my luggage.

I followed him and got into the car waiting in front of the Hospital. Then I pretended to look out the window while subtly opening my Status Window.

‘So these are my stats.’

Since they said my stats were synchronized with Ryu Ji-ye’s Status Window, these grades must be the ability values that I, Hong Yeo-eun, originally possessed.

The stats weren’t bad.

‘How surprising….’

I really worked hard for 7 years.

Looking at my objectively quantified abilities, I felt a new sense of emotion.

‘Well….’

Since I wasn’t popular, I practiced like crazy thinking I should at least improve my skills.

Thanks to that, even though I was always ignored for being a flop idol, I never got criticized for my actual abilities.

The vocal grade of a popular idol group’s main vocal that I confirmed through the hospital TV was B+, same as mine.

The grades of top-tier domestic solo singers who show off with their vocals ranged from A to A+.

So that meant my vocal skills belonged to quite a high tier.

‘Who said that if you’re skilled, you’ll make it big someday?’

As expected, the best ways to survive in the idol industry are company, looks, money and connections, and luck. Skills come after that, I suppose.

Having good skills, unless you hit the algorithm really hard, only gets you comments like ‘Wow, they sing well’ or ‘Groups like this should be the ones making it big,’ but it doesn’t lead to fan influx.

‘Of course, in our case, lack of marketing and refusing sponsorships also played a part.’

“…Ugh, this is so frustrating.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

I shook my head at Ryu Jae-geum’s gaze and closed the status window.

Thinking about how our schedules noticeably decreased after refusing sponsorships, I still felt disgustingly wronged and my heart raced like crazy.

But soon the depression that was quietly creeping up also gently subsided.

‘That won’t happen anymore.’

Because I’m no longer a powerless and penniless young person.

‘With who I am now, I can definitely climb much higher than I did back then.’

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